Poem: The End of a Lonely Night
I absent mindedly brush off dirt from my stained jeans one last look at her picture and my note and i make my final quick decent.
Thief
I look around for anyone, i glance back at my paw, the object back in it's place, my taineted soul with one less stain
tortured artist - poem
Colors not for your concept for that passion in me you burned but then one day you turned i used to yearn the feeling we shared the fun you used to give me i used smile at you with pride now i hide theres shame upon my face your paint still stains
Abstraction... Immersed
A young earth waits upon your call...time flows on, you lie to all...the lies are new, none heard before...which mind remembers never more...all this place is, is pain...doubts grow like a growing stain...in the dark no voice will sound...reflect, deflect,
Electroluxe!, Chapter Nine.
The stains and heavier clothing would almost make sense to you then, but factories weren’t supposed to be dangerous anymore.
Two Worlds Collide - Prologue
The bodies lay scattered across the land, crimson red blood staining the bright white snow covering the ground. the entire force of rangers had been decimated.
Scales and Honor-Night Rising: Chapter 2
“dats a good dragon." the old holding the stained sack says, starting to walk his way around the top of the enclosure to her “bed" area.
The Bounty - Chapter 1: The Proposal
His fur would have looked snow-white if his body wasn't sullied by the coal stains from riding alongside a gaggle of coal labourers on the train. "fuck me."
The End
The whole sense of art; a flood of nostalgic letters or stains on the canvas. who is it for? i have a strange deja vu.
The over indulgance of Mr. Wolf
To bursting with gourmet breads fruits and spices. he tore into the poultry and didn;t notice the creak given by the leather support peice holding his girth off the floor. he rubbed at the tightness of his vest and continued to eat as the buttons on the stained
Chapter 2: The College Life
Scia looks around at the large marble walls as she is walking, seeing the dark blues and greens from the stained windows that go nearly to the ceiling.
War tails of the white Wolf (Ch 1) First encounter
Inside the family room in the center lay there dead parents, there brown and gray fur stained red from blood that seeped from gunshot wounds.